Chapter 9:-
Tallie silently led Dean to the small cabin she had paid for for the night, and as soon as they were through the door, they are all over each other like heat rash in summer. His shirts are pulled, tanked, ungracefully and undignified, over his head and dropped on the floor. Her hands felt like fire as they ran over his pecs, down across his abs and came to an abrupt halt against his defined hip bones.
Tallie let out a small gasp of appreciation, "Fuck, I knew you'd look good under all those layers but… wow." Her fingertips traced every dip and curve of every part of Dean's torso.
Dean ran his hands up Tallie's arms until he reached her shoulders, his fingertips grazing her neck just below her ears, and he felt her shiver. He dipped to brush his lips against the sensitive area, a barely there kiss moving along her jaw line.
She closed her eyes as Dean slowly kissed her, his tongue running over her bottom lip before easing between her slightly parted lips to taste her sweet mouth. He cupped the back of her head; his fingers weaved through her silky hair as his other hand traveled back down her body, exploring her curves over her clothes.
Both of his hands slid down to Tallie's butt, grasping the firm cheeks and lifting her off the ground. With her legs wrapped round his waist, he carried her to the bed and gently set her down. The soft glow from the setting sun flooded the room through the open curtains and she shimmered in gold as he stood above her, his head turned to the window.
"Now you want to watch the sun set?" she whispered teasingly.
Dean walked to the window intent on closing the threadbare curtains. She crept up behind him and letting her hands rest against the jut of his hipbones. Pressing herself against his naked back, she splayed her hands across his abdomen in an almost possessive nature.
"It is kinda awesome," he grinned, turning in her arms to face her. Her hands snaked up to hold his face between her palms and she reached up to kiss him. He could feel all the fire contained within her small body in that one long hot kiss and his own needs and desires took over. As he kissed her, his eager fingers sought to rid her of her clothing; letting them fall to the floor in a puddle of fabric round her ankles, leaving her standing there in a pair of black panties and a smirk.
As Tallie leaned forward, she planted a kiss in the middle of his defined pecs as she quickly unfastened his jeans. Her fingers danced along the edge of his waistband of his boxer briefs, taking in the soft firmness of his skin. Men who were this beautiful were meant to be savored, devoured slowly, ridden hard and put away wet… and she intended to make the most of this one night they had together.
Attempting to remove his jeans without taking his boots off was proving difficult, army issue boots were a pain in the ass at certain moments and this was one of them. Easing out of Tallie's grasp, Dean sat on the edge of the bed, unlaced his boots, and watched as she knelt in front of him and took over, gently moving his hands out of the way. Rising up so she could pull his pants down, he glanced at her reaction to his emerging erection.
With wide eyes, she pulled his pants slowly down his legs. Biting her lip in anticipation as the thickly veined shaft came into full view. Even in the dim light, she noticed the smattering of freckles along the velvety shaft. She needed to taste those freckles. Her tongue ran slowly around the rim before dipping into the indentation at the top and running down the underneath to the base where her hand was now situated.
Dean leaned back on the bed, grabbing handfuls of bed sheets as Tallie's lips enclosed the swollen head and gently sucked, her tongue swirling against the veined shaft. He groaned, enjoying the sensation. It had been a while; he wasn't sure he could cope with this and brought his hands to her head, gently lifting her away, bringing her back up to his level.
At the look of confusion on her face, he smiled and explained: "I'm gonna come too soon if you carrying on doing that."
She nodded and stood, straddling his legs and he kissed just above the elastic of her panties, hooked his thumbs under the sides, and slid them down her thighs, until they reached her ankles and then she stepped out of them.
Dean buried his face in the softness of her belly, breathing in her musky scent. He let his hands slide up the outside of her thighs until they came to rest on her hips and her fingers threaded through the short spikes of his hair as he nipped just above her pubic mound. Her dark, coarse hair tickled his chin.
Pulling her closer to him, he ran his hand up the inside of her thigh until his fingertips felt the wetness of her lips and slid between them, searching for the hard nub at the apex of her pussy. As he circled the tender flesh, he heard her breath hitch and he smirked. With her legs still straddling his, she gently lowered herself down until she was seated on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face against his warm skin as he slid his fingers inside her silken depths.
Reveling in the wet heat of her pussy on his thighs, Dean began thrusting his fingers in and out of her, stroking her responsive inner muscles, making her pant breathlessly, and then moan in quick succession. Her breasts pressed tightly against his chest; her erect nipples brushed his skin and caused him to shiver. He felt her lean back with her hands on his shoulders and looking at her, he saw her eyes were closed tight and her bottom lip was caught between her teeth.
With his fingers thrusting hard and deep inside her now, she was rolling her hips to match his movements as her body raced to orgasm. Dean felt the wetness run from her and over his fingers. He watched her as her climax rippled through her body, her neck and chest flushed a delicate shade of pink. He was awestruck, unable to speak or even think. She looked incredible, beautiful…and he was slowly becoming aware of her watching him.
"Hey, still with me?" she whispered her voice thick with desire.
Dean groaned and grinned at the same time, "I'm right here." His hands were roaming her body, stroking her smooth, tight skin until they came to rest on her full breasts, his thumbs playing across her hardened nipples.
He was aching for her now, aching, and throbbing to be inside her, to feel her wrapped around him, her heat…her wetness…
Tallie, as if reading his thoughts, or maybe mirroring them with her own needs, put her hands against his chest, palms flat, and pushed him back on the bed. He shuffled until he came to rest against the headboard. She crawled seductively onto the bed, straddling him again.
As she crawled up his body, she nipped and kissed as much of him as she could. His skin felt like fire against her lips, and his honeyed taste filled her mouth. It had been a while since someone had awakened all her senses at once… normally it left her feeling naked and scared but with Dean, she felt like he would take nothing more of her than he needed or wanted.
Reaching his full pouty lips, she slipped her tongue between them and kissed him slowly and seductively, sighing into his mouth as his hands cupped her ass and maneuvered her to where he wanted her. She could feel his hard length against her wet pussy as they ground their groins together.
It would have been so easy for him to enter her this way, to just slip inside her and make love to her but Dean was enjoying her being in control. It was something new for him and he was okay about it, at least this time around.
She wriggled against him and slowly eased back as his swollen glans eased inside her silky tightness. Damn, it felt so good, it took all of her self control to not slam down on him and ride him hard. Instead, she eased back on him, letting him slide into her inch by inch until she was fully seated on him. Tallie leaned forward and kissed him as she began to rock back and forth on his thick shaft.
Dean growled into her mouth, his hands gripped her hips and he stopped himself from bucking into her. As she rocked, her nipples grazed his chest and sent sparks shimmying down his spine. He could feel her tremble as she slowly fucked him, her inner walls tremored around his cock. Her wetness seeped out, soaking his balls…and her breath was coming in short pants. He could tell she was close to coming again.
Biting her bottom lip, Tallie opened her eyes to look at Dean. He was watching her intently and she couldn't hold back as his gaze held hers – this was becoming more than a one night thing, and she knew it. No one had made her feel this way in such a short time… and she was doomed because nothing good could ever come of two die-hard hunters shacking up and getting all lovey-dovey.
But then all thoughts were interrupted, as a powerful orgasm swept over her body, she felt it sweep over every inch of her body, nothing was left untouched as goosebumps spread in the wake of her climax.
Dean, unable to hold back any longer, rolled them both over, staying buried deep inside her, his thighs spreading her hips even wider so he could push himself even deeper inside her. Tallie's hands wrapped around his biceps, her thighs pressed tightly against his hips, and he began to buck into her relentlessly. He needed his own release… he needed… fuck; his brain hit static as his body took over.
He felt the familiar tightening of his balls and thrust as hard as he could inside her, the first release was blissful, thrusting deeply again, and again until he was finally satiated. With a sigh, he tried to roll to her side but found she didn't want him to move. Still buried within her, he pushed up on his arms and looked down into her eyes.
"Okay?" he whispered.
"Better than. Dean, would you do something for me?" she smiled shyly at him.
"What? It doesn't involve moving, does it? If it does, give me five minutes and I'm good to go again," he smirked, eyebrow raised in his usual cocky manner.
Tallie smacked his butt playfully. "No, you don't have to move… much. Just hold me okay, hold me while I sleep," her voice trailed off.
"I can do that," he smiled, and rolled off her. He pulled her into his body, wrapping his huge arms around her, twining his fingers through hers.
Moments like this didn't happen often for either of them, so yeah, they had to make the most of it.
